


100 years.

by MomoShikadora



Category: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Genre: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Birthday, Five Stages of Grief, Freeform, Gen, Klance is implied, M/M, Moving On, Past Relationship(s), Past Shurtis, Post-Canon, Sequel, Starting Over, past allurance
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2019-04-26
Updated: 2019-04-26
Packaged: 2020-02-04 16:53:44
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,209
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18608641
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/MomoShikadora/pseuds/MomoShikadora
Summary: The English version of "100 anni", nothing less nothing more. Hope you'll enjoy everybody!





	100 years.

**Author's Note:**

  * Inspired by [Le stelle stanno in cielo, i sogni non lo so](https://archiveofourown.org/works/18090917) by [YukiDelleran](https://archiveofourown.org/users/YukiDelleran/pseuds/YukiDelleran). 



> The English version of "100 anni", nothing less nothing more. Hope you'll enjoy everybody!

A leap year, February 29th. Atlas ex captain Takashi “Shiro” Shirogane was awake since the early hour in the morning. The last strikes of blue were still high in the sky, while the sun was lazy while going through its path. His organic arm was limp on the opposite side of the master bed, cold and empty. His heart wrenched but he was smiling. His husband Curtis have been gone since a couple years prior. After a long happy life and a near-to-perfect marriage, a peaceful death claimed him. But Shiro was still rocking a solid body, despite he crossed a century of life. He was celebrating his 100th birthday that day. He still had the strength of a middle aged man. A soldier who walked through hell and crawled out laughing in the face of the Devil. He was grateful on a part, for the clone and the body his conscience was now using. If Haggar considered him “their best weapon”, she wouldn’t have minded to apply improvements. But he also cursed this “pseudo immortality”. He watched his friends and colleagues grow old, getting replaced. He participated one too many funerals for his likings. He thanked the universe every day none of of his friends was gone yet.

That morning, during breakfast he received a call from his brother. He hurried to reach for the communicator and answer.

“Shiro!” Keith's face showed up on the screen, smiling. He was past his 90s and yet he didn’t look older than 50. His black hair sided by salt and pepper streaks, but still thick like the lion mane of his youth. Some wrinkles that could have been mistaken for stress or sleepless nights lines. Not that it was too far off the truth. After he retired from the humanitarian movement, his age didn’t smother his adventurous spirit, just slowed it down. Once a lion, always a lion.

“Hey Keith! It’s so nice to see you again. How you’ve been?” Shiro asked, always happy to see him.

“Can’t complain, even if it’s a tad redundant these days. What about you?”

“The usual, the Garrison engineers gave the needed updates to the arm. The shoulder joint was a bit faulty but now it’s all good. I was sick of that spaceship knock-off.” Shiro scoffed, then he laughed alongside Keith.

“I thought you liked that arm?” the ex black paladin asked catching his breath.

“Yeah, but then it turned exhausting to support a mental connection. I’d trade a less powerful arm but that’s attached to my body.”

“Touché. By the way, happy birthday!” As soon as he said that, his loyal and huge pet Cosmo poofed by his side, sniffing on the screen. “Argh Cosmo!” Keith shoved him to the side, taking the shot again. Shiro couldn’t restrain a laughter.

“Aww thank you too Cosmo, you still remember about this old relic?” By now the jokes about his age were habit, he had mastered the art of self irony.

“Old relic my ass. you could still teach at the Garrison if you wanted to.”

“True but our lessons grew outdated, let the new generations feel the thrill of adventure.”

“Aye captain.” Keith raised his arm for a salute, which earned an head shake from Shiro. Nothing has changed throughout the years and that was good for a part.

“Hey, listen up. What about coming to my place for dinner tonight? An homecoming among us. I’ll make you my famous salmon onigiri.”

“Shiro, no. No offense, but the last time you cooked the kitchen was filthy for a week and they weren’t that good either.” Keith knew how to be brutal, but it’s been a rough experience. Nothing in comparison to what they’ve been through as teens, but still unforgettable.

“You still didn’t lose your brash unforgiving honesty eh? But jokes aside, I won’t make a mess like last time I promise.”

“Mmmh… I hope Hunk will help you for this.”

“That was the plan. He’s still a top tier chef.”

“All right if you’ll get help then I’ll think about it.”

“So kind from you, lil’ bro.” Sarcasm was sharp as a blade, yet another reason to smile. It was part of their friendship.

“See you tonight then?”

“For sure. See you then.” Keith waved him goodbye with Cosmo barking goodbye, and the screen went blank. Shiro sighed, unsure if it was right to have a birthday party right now. He missed his friends, but his husband wouldn’t be there to celebrate… it seemed unfair…

After breakfast, he washed the dishes and tidied up, it helped him to relax and to not think. He always did it, since Curtis was gone. Every movement was controlled and meticulous, also a great exercise for his new arm. He looked at his organic wrist, wrapped in a white band, the color of mourning in his native culture. He sighed. “Don’t hate me for this Curtis… they’re my best friends… it’s a dinner with friends, nothing more.” He shook his head, recollecting the words his husband told him, what he had told him, before dying.

_ “He had to be happy. Keep on living for all the time fate would allow him, with no guilt or anger towards the universe whatsoever. He got tortured and left behind too many times and he deserved to live in peace. Their wedding have been a first step, but there was still a lot to do. His experience had to be an example for many generations to come. Example for striving to find a new path, the light after the dark, even when it seemed like there was no hope left. Because it’s right when it seems like it’s a last cause, that new hope strives.” _

The man couldn’t hide the tears at the memory. But he put on a smile on his face. He had to do it for Curtis… for everybody…

* * *

 

The evening arrived far too late, but everyone was finally there. Friends of a lifetime with the marks of time on their faces and the energy of their youth. They knew that Shiro was still mourning, so they paid respect with no gifts on his request. But they did their best to make the party the best they ever had. Hunk claimed the kitchen his territory to make dinner. Shiro was more than glad to give it up, knowing his culinary talent pretty well, his was non existing. In the meantime, the others were setting the table like they were home. Shiro observed them, reminiscing their paladins day.

Someone may have judged this as impolite or disrespectful, but it was a pleasure for the ex captain. Doing things together with his old team, giving orders left and right. “Like in old times” Pidge remarked with a swift glare, while she was placing the glasses.

“Once a captain, always a captain.” Shiro replied with a wry smirk. “And those glasses more to the right.”

“Aye captain.” the ex green paladin rolled her eyes, pushing her slipping glasses back up her nose bridge.

“Calm down I’m almost done here, jeez you’re like starving brats.” Hunk scolded them while refining the last details, a meal had to please the eye other than the taste buds. As a diplomat it was “professional deformation”, or so he said.

“If you don’t mind, I’ve brought something to decorate the table.” Lance opened the bag he brought, revealing a rich amount of fresh Juniberry flowers. They looked like they were just picked. How that was possible remained a mystery.

“They’re beautiful.” Keith said, observing them while lance positioned one for each of the guests as seat markers. Shiro focused on the two men. That insignificant interaction between them sparked a memory of their teen years. Their starting point, when they both saved him from the Garrison staff after his escapade. They immediately started with mockery and banter. Bottled up rancors started leaking and bleeding into a childish rivalry. But then, from what he knew, it became tolerance, then respect, teamwork, then friendship. And when they reunited, he still saw the same old dynamics. But then Lance went with Allura, who was moving on from Lotor and his betrayal, on more than one level. Too many coincidence against them. It could be their young and reckless mind, but a perfect symbiosis got broken, without a chance to fix it. And one last whiplash, Allura’s loss hurt them all, a friend, a sister, a level, lost for the greater good. Shiro already lived the grief for the loss of the significant other, but a part of him knew it had to end like this. He made peace with the fact that Adam broken up with him. He didn’t want his ex comrades to leave this world with unfinished businesses. As much as it wasn’t his place to butt in, but as a brother and a friend he had to do all he could for the people he held at heart. Too many years spent in solitude, in a way or another, for both them. It was time they had a wake up call, at least they had still a chance.

Finally everyone sat at the table, the food was, without a doubt, delicious.

“Thank you, thank you.” Hunk took in the compliments, less shy than in the past, but never he was egocentric or bragging, he was simply Hunk. “I spent so many years cooking all sorts of dishes from so many cultures from outer space. I was almost scared I had forgot how to make something simple.”

“What you’re talking about it’s amazing!” Shiro chimed in. “You’re always the best Hunk.”

“No c’mon, if it wasn’t for the glasses I wouldn’t see after my nose, and my hands, hah!, it’s a miracle I’ve no cuts yet.”

“Now don’t count all the “what ifs”,” Pidge interrupted, stuffing her mouth, “it’s good like always, period.”

“Always generous with compliments aren’t you?” Lance glanced at her, like he was scolding her, but his half grin betrayed any serious demeanor.

“I live among numbers and scientific theories, compliments are a mere algorithm.” She shrugged.

“You didn’t grow old that well, my dear.”

“And you didn’t get old at all.”

“Countryside life keeps you young.” He shrugged, landing his gaze on the flower and for a moment, just one, Shiro saw that old spark again.

“By the way, how’s the business going? The plant nursery you told me about is working?” he asked, to keep the topic going.

“Oh yeah, it’s going great. Actually we’re getting orders from all over the world, we have 5 so far!”

“How are you handling it?” Hunk asked.

“Nadia and Sylvio take care of orders and shipping. For the manwork we have help from the whole neighborhood, But we’re doing good by ourselves. Lately Keith stops by to help rather often.” Lance smiled at the man. “Growing those flowers is more complicated than what I honestly thought. That precise amount of compost, only that brand of pesticide, sunlight or shadow. It's flowers for crying out loud!” Keith replied, ending with a frustrated tone, getting a hurt glare from Lance.

“Flowers are like children! They must cared for with patience and willpower! That’s why we didn’t start up a family, I already have my children to look after and you have no patience for it!” He pointed a blaming finger at his friend, like a mother scolding her son after another act of mischief. The rest of the group couldn’t help but laugh, making the two in utter confusion.

“Oh my god it’s been a lifetime for real?!” Pidge heaved, mouth still open with laughter and raising her glasses to wipe her eyes.

“It looks we just arrived at the castle of lions!” Hunk held an hand to his chest. “Oh mama mia, my heart can’t handle such a strain.” He was still giggling.

“I missed you so much guys! for real…” Shiro looked at them with the most earnest smile he ever had in a long time, his cheeks were sore. He was expecting a sense of guilt, a boulder on his heart for the joy and fun without his husband, but it didn’t come. Actually, he felt so much better after that laughter, like he was breathing again.

“Still can’t believe it’s been already a lifetime!” Lance raised his hand to emphasize his statement. “But we missed you too, captain.”

“You didn’t get old at all. You still look like rascals bickering over petty idiocies.”

“Speaking of which, remind me why it was like that in whole honesty.” Keith crossed his arms, looking at his ex comrade with a wry smirk, a knowing look in his eyes.

“Pff hell if I remember.” Lance scoffed, mimicking his pose. “I was so full of myself I was enough for a full Garla fleet I swear.”

“Finally you spoke something true, Lance.” Keith replied. “Took you long enough, but finally you did it.”

“I’m offended!” he jumped off his seat, chair screeching on the floor. “I’m out!” And he left the dining area, only to plop down on the couch nearby. Everyone stared at him unamused.

“It would be a shame to waste all this good food!” Hunk said, louder than normal on purpose, as if Lance was in a faraway room. “If Lance isn’t coming back I’ll finish his part for him!” He counted to three with his fingers. Hurried footsteps approaching the table and before they knew it, Lance was back at his place.

“I’ll stay to finish this up. But i’m still holding a grudge!” he glared at Keith with a fake angry gaze. Keith to shot back another smirk, the perfect copy of the old sharpshooter's. “Suit yourself.”

The evening was going nothing but for the best, in its simplicity it was perfect. After dinner, the five ex defenders of the universe got comfortable on the couch in the living room. They had a lot to tell about their lives. Hunk was working in engineering classes, he had few students who’d rather ask a veteran than the teacher. He left the diplomatic cuisine in Shay’s care years ago. Pidge continued to work with the most brilliants minds from the whole universe. Many generations of geniuses all voting their life to make the world, the universe and beyond a better place. She was also a part time great aunt, since her brother built a family with his wife and became grandparents. Now she recalled why she didn’t like children, but for her brother she’d do this and anything else in an heartbeat. Keith was back in his shack in the desert. It changed every now and then due to frequent repairs, but he loved that place. Cosmo was a great company, together they spent their days exploring the new world. The cosmic wolf was also a perfect ride rather than his old hoverbike. He never missed a shot and he was the idle of the youth in the city. Lance continued working in the Juniberry business in the family farm. He appeared rarely in town, except few sporadic night walks in the park. The same park where he and Allura had their first and last official date. Shiro got surprised that in all these years nothing had changed for his brother and the ex right hand man. He decided he had to take the reins of the situation, once and for all.

“Lance, Keith, may I talk to you in private?” he started.

“What is it?” Lance asked.

“You see, I’ve been thinking about setting up a small balcony garden in the south wing. I wanted some counseling on it.”

“Sure, let’s go.” Keith nodded and waited for Shiro to stand up. Lance did the same and he followed them, excusing themselves to the remaining guests. But Hunk and Pidge paid them no mind. If anything…

“You think he’ll make it?”

“Make what?”

“It’s been far too many years, it’s time for them to admit it.”

“Ooooh… let’s hope for the best then…”

* * *

 

Once the three got out on the balcony, Shiro left the door ajar.

“It seems spacious enough for a dozen of vases.” Lance immediately started observing the area. But Shiro shook his head. “No no, this isn’t why I brought you here.”

“Excuse me?” Lance and Keith both looked at him confused.

“Heh…” he rubbed his temple with the robotic hand. He couldn’t believe that he was a century old and he was giving out love advices to his by now peers. “It seems impossible that at your age you still didn’t see it. Even if I’m starting to think you’re bluffing.”

“Get to the point already.” Keith gave him a suspicious glance.

“Isn’t it time for you to get together?” Straight to the point he was then.

“WHAT?!” Lance shrieked wide eyed, the Altean markings seemed to glimmer in the dark.

“Shiro are you crazy or senile?!” Keith was more in control but not less surprised.

“None of the two, yet. But I know you since a very long time, and I’ve been observing you for as long. since you were cadets at the Garrison to be honest. Weren’t you Lance and Keith, neck to neck? You went from being like cat and dog to be comrades and friends. But there’s always been something more, it’s visible from a mile.”

“Yeah, it’s called “growing up”, sounds familiar?” Keith made air quotes saying that.

“Besides even if we grew up and out of that childish phase it doesn’t mean there has to be something more.” Lance added with arms crossed over his chest. “Furthermore, I always had feelings for Allura, since we first met.”

“Oh right, since the first thing she did was pulling at your ears after insulting them.”

“KEITH!”

“Putting a “not so good first impression” aside, I’ve been happy for both of you, I mean it.” Shiro continued. “But I’ve been in love too, and you two started now but you’re in it.”

“I’ll tell you again shiro, there’s nothing more than friendship between us.” Keith insisted.

“Fine… believe what you want. But trust me, if you don’t take this first step now, you’ll regret it.” Shiro was still fixated on the men before him waiting for a reaction of some sort. But they kept on glaring at him as if they got offended. But shortly after, Keith sighed. years have passed and he still couldn’t take that scene off his mind, that cursed sunset view from the top of Black.

“What?” Lance asked him.

“i know it’s a sensitive subject for you. Lance lost Allura and you Keith…” “No, I understand what you mean. You lost your significant other twice and you don’t want us to live unhappy. But for real… our lives are fine this way.” Keith said. Lance looked at him with a quirked eyebrow.

“You don’t sound so sure.” He said, feeling his heartbeat going up when they locked eyes together. Why was he feeling this way?

“I’m sure for myself. Anyway, I’d be an awful partner, that’s why I never dated.” Keith justified. “I always had a nasty attitude, even after I learned to work with others.”

“Haha! Yeah you wouldn’t be Keith Kogane otherwise, right?”

“And you didn’t change at all, Lance McClain.”

Shiro shook his head again, by now he was damn sure they were pretending. “Are you sure you grew up alright?”

“Well if getting involved in an intergalactic war inside of a gigantic lion robot. Fighting purple aliens and still being unable to drink alcohol is alright to you… then ok. But what we’ve been through and what we saw it’s something only few can say to have in their baggage. And besides. When Allura was gone I swore to never forget her… she gave her life for everybody. The minimal I can do is to be loyal to her until the very end. Tell her that her sacrifice is more than losing a life.” Lance lowered his head wiping a sneaky tear away. War-bloomed love was strange, you hold tight onto it as if your life depends on it, and yet it leaves you empty inside.

“You chose to throw away your life so that the whole universe will remember her?” Keith asked him, not taking his eyes off of him, a flare in those, like anger.

“You don’t know what it feels like! I loved her since a very long time and I didn’t stop even after Lotor became the core of her existence! She came to me and I was ecstatic! For once in my life my feelings were returned… and then damned time fate decides to rip it away from me!” He covered his mouth to smother violent sobbing. Shiro placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, while Keith hugged him. “I knew I wasn’t her first choice… her first love… I always knew it. But I was so happy that I didn’t care… she cared for me and that was enough, even if it wasn’t the same love I had for her. I wanted to give her all I could. But she beat me on that… and now all that’s left of her are these stupid markings and some short-living flowers…”. He hung his arms around his friend’s back, like a tether between life and death.

“We know far too well how much Allura meant for you. But you made your life into a quest to remember hers…” Keith murmured holding him tight. “I have no word in it and I know it… but if you want to listen to the advice of a friend, one who always admired you and loved you. Let go of the past… you’re not forgetting nor betraying Allura. She gave her life so that we could live ours at its fullest… the time of giving is over, Lance. You earned the right to live for yourself…”. Lance took few deep breaths, calming down and straightening up. He looked at his friends wiping his eyes, red in the face after crying and with embarrassment. “I still cry like a brat at almost 90 years… that’s the stuff eh?” He chuckled sniffling.

Shiro gave him an understanding smile. “You’re never too old to show emotions my friend. Same goes for feelings.” He looked at both of them. Keith was smiling too. “I’m talking to you as well, little brother.”

“I did my part, while I was with the Blade I was a sort of foster father in different planets in need. I had orphans under my care before they found new families.”

“So you know how to be a father?” Lance asked surprised.

“In some way.”

“That’s new.” Shiro nodded, imagining how it could have been. “But this is what I’m saying. You gave more and more you whole life, for others and not for yourselves. There was something more important to look after. But it’s finally time you catch up with what you left behind. Like, something I never understood Lance, is why you wanted to spend the last day with Keith.” He had to push the right buttons with them.

“AAAAARGH AGAIN WITH THIS?!” he scoffed facepalming. “I don’t know ok?! Coran dressed me up like a clown for the Altean courting ritual and Allura couldn’t see me like that! Hunk and Pidge were with their families and you were making plans I don’t know! I needed a break to think…”

“I have to admit you looked funny with buckets and pans on like an armor.” Keith snickered. “But I didn’t expect you there, since you had a date with Allura.”

“I didn’t want you to spend the day alone, at least the afternoon. We didn’t know if were coming back alive from that missions. And knowing you, you’d rather be on your own than seeking company… it didn’t seem fair.” Lance smiled at Keith. He didn’t have the guts to admit it, but his company was always welcome. He knew that if he needed advice or help, Keith was always there and he would do his very best. His earnest was admirable.

“Yeah… I didn't expect it, but I was happy for you two. Finally a dream came true, right? A princess falling in love with a paladin even after such a hurtful betrayal. Tt looked like a fairytale and I’m so sorry it ended so soon… I hope it was beautiful while it lasted…”. It wasn’t clear, but it seemed Keith’s eyes were getting bleaker, veiled by sadness.

Lance gave him a better look. For a moment he saw the boy from many years prior, but that gaze never changed. A treasure chest about to blow up. His eyes were full of love and affection, the mirror of a broken but forever fighting soul. He couldn’t, he didn’t want to believe it… was Shiro right after all?

“Keith… what’s the matter?...” Lance asked, his markings glimmered again. “I denied it for years, telling myself over and over that it was just a teenage phase, blaming it on the war and all. And I still believe that’s it, I always knew that for how I am I’ll never be worth someone, and I accepted it. So I forgot about it and went on my way.”

“But it’s always been there.” Shiro continued. “That feeling both of you smothered for a reason or another, but it was always there waiting for a chance. Don’t make my same mistake, please. Give yourselves a chance. That’s all I ask you.”

Silence reigned again on the balcony, thoughts were mute but deafening in their minds. Life has passed life a flooding river before they even realized it. Years have passed without a warning. Their alien heredity guaranteed more than any human being could ever hope. But they knew the time they had left was running out.

“Then… confession for a confession…” Lance took a deep breath, to have enough guts for this. “It’s true. I had feeling for you, Keith. It started out as a rivalry, because you looked like a genius that could do anything first try. I was boiling with jealousy, but it also pushed me to do better, and I thank you for that. Then we ended up in space with the war and all we know. I thought of you as a brother, a friend, a somebody part of the ordinary, a small piece of home in that absurd reality. Then Shiro disappeared and we were all lost, but I knew that… if you lost your way, we’d be even more lost. Not because you were the leader, not only that… but also because I couldn’t stand to see you so down, so out of your mind. What I’ve said was awful and I still regret it to this day, but I tried to make up for it the best I could. And once again you pushed to do beyond my best… then you left with the Blade and… I don’t know I went crazy in that moment. I felt like you were abandoning us… you had every right to follow your own path, but it hurt. I tried hard to not think about it ‘cause there was still so much word to do. I needed to fill in that void and that crush on Allura turned into a genuine feeling. When you came back though I was confused like ever but you guided me somehow. You took back your position as leader without questions. So I was sure I was wrong about my feelings… but when I said you were the future… I meant it… for real I meant it…”. he was free from a massive weight upon his shoulders, but there was still something that held him back. Keith was like bewitched while listening, a fire burning within him like a teenager. He couldn’t believe his friend felt something so rooted deep for him…

“I’m sorry I treated you like that. But… if it can mean anything as an apology by now… I didn’t expect you to choose me. I was damn sure you’d pick Allura or Hunk or I don’t know, but I wanted you to be free, able to see your family again. But you've seen my manners are horrible… and I ended up hurting you. Even if I never wanted to… I wanted to apologise so much, for all the times I left you behind, but I was scared. And I was too focused on the war that I forgot about it. And when I wanted to try again, it was too late…” he looked at the wall with shame. Lance could swear his heart was about to burst out his chest, like they were back in time in their teen days. He realized how much time he had wasted after the end of the conflict, how many missed chances. He feared to let go of what he thought was indispensable for his life. But now he realized the whole picture. Like a sixth sense guiding him in the right direction. He had to take a step out of his bubble, don’t be afraid to love again. “You still have plenty of time to catch up.” Shiro broke the silence, his smile for his friends never faded. “But don’t be scared to take this leap of faith. You risked way too much to not give yourselves this chance.”

Lance and Keith looked at each other in the eye, insecure and still weary of this “leap of faith”. Trying to love again in the dusk of their life it was quite the challenge with their own baggage of experience.

“You’re not forced to say yes, Lance… I wanted you to know.”

“No… Shiro is right… we chickened out one too many times… and it’s the right time to start over.” With a shy smile, he approached his hand to Keith’s, an offer to join him in this new adventure. The ex black paladin hesitated for a moment. But he finally squeezed his friend’s hand, accepting the offer. Shiro nodded satisfied.

“I’m proud of you.”

But everything came to a sudden halt, when a noise caught them by surprise, like a whimper. It came from indoors so Shiro opened the door. Hunk and Pidge were behind it, busy with eavesdropping from the looks of it. Hunk got overwhelmed by the feels and he was wailing like a child.

“Oh damn-... you busted us you doofus!” Pidge barked.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment since years I can’t help it!” Hunk blew his nose in an hankie, quite gross.

“You bastards you were spying us!” Keith growled throwing dagger glares at them.

“Old habits die hard.” Pidge shrugged.

“Alright alright. If you’re done acting like babies,” Shiro raised his hands, done with their shenanigans already. “I propose to celebrate this moment, what do you think?”

“Count me in!”

“Me too!”

“Heh… do we have a choice anyway…” Lance turned to Keith, who shook his head but smiled.

“I’d say it’s the perfect chance.”

The group of five walked back inside, thrilled by the news. In the sky there was a star shining brighter than any other, circled by five smaller sisters.

_ “You’re finally free… I’m proud of you all…”  _

A chorus of roars accompanied her words.


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